cmsix John and Argent by cmsix Chapter 26 My mates surrounded Failiela and all tried to talk at once, asking if I had treated her and her mother with kindness to start and working their way from there. They soon realized that Failiela would have nothing to say about me that could give them a chance for reprimand. They didn't let up though and she had to keep all of them entertained with what she knew of my exploits at her camp. Dalia and Shelalliea finally took pity on me and began cooking. Shelalliea made a move close to my heart when she brought me a mug of coffee. The next time I looked at the group surrounding Failiela I saw that Shallea, Shaala, Jaiya, Ladeliea and Melieta had joined the party and when I saw Dieta leaving I knew that she was surely gone to fetch Kateata, Cailayia, Jalieta and Balalia at the least. It seemed that I was going to get a good going over. While I was waiting for my supper to be cooked I went to the computer and sat down, calling up the message program. My hail brought a response right away. I asked if my things were ready to be delivered and got a question back. "Argent has asked us to check with you for authorization on some changes for some of the items. We were hoping you would contact us via the device we sent you earlier but it seems you have been very busy today. Will you consider some modifications?" He asked. "Of course I will. I am always open to suggestions." "We have all the archery equipment as you specified. All of the bows are custom designed for each individual and each is labeled for the owner with their name engraved in script. Since they do not have a written language we have used the best approximation in English and it is applied with an ornate Old English font face. All items also have engravings of their owner's faces above the script so there can be no mistakes. Everything else regarding the archery equipment is also exactly to your specifications and is ready. "Our engineers thought we would have considerable difficulty insuring the accuracy you require with the standard.22 caliber long rifle ammunition. They believe that they can do it but suggest you let us change the ammunition to.25 caliber. We can custom manufacture rim fire cartridges that will amount to a scaled up.22 long rifle. To insure proper burn propagation it will need to be slightly longer than an exactly proportional cartridge but with our advanced ability to formulate propellant we can give the required accuracy and give you a much flatter trajectory also. The usability should also be very much increased since we anticipate that this cartridge will deliver more energy at two hundred yards than the standard one would have at one hundred yards. The weight of the firearm, modeled on the Browning Buck Mark Carbon, but with all synthetic stock and a steel lined titanium barrel instead of the carbon fiber barrel will still be under four pounds." He explained. Would that be acceptable? Fuck yes it would. I hadn't even considered a custom cartridge but I should have. I didn't give a shit how much trouble it would be for them and apparently they didn't care either. The rifles they were suggesting would be more than three times as useable as the.22s I had asked for. "If these substitutes are acceptable we will furnish them and the ammunition for them and only count half their weight toward your total to compensate you for settling for less than you requested." "They will be acceptable." "That is good, we had hoped they would be and so we have them and the ammunition ready. I should tell you that we noticed that you had become friendly with the young girl, Failiela, and so we have provided for her also in these request if that is allowed." "That will be fine except that she will not be needing a wedding ring, not at the present time anyway." "We understood that but you should know that the rings are no problem and Argent has directed me to inform you that they will always be available on a moments notice and that they will not count against your freight. "Argent has also asked that we be allowed to change the material for the T-shirts. He is afraid that cotton T-shirts from the twenty-first century would be out of place and that we are bordering on culture shock for the natives of that time as it is. He would like to be able to make the T-shirts resemble an animal's fur, something similar to the fur that we provided for your bed coverlet. We can make them fit and feel like cotton T-shirts but still resemble a tiger's fur visually. We would not count their weight if you can accept this modification. Would you allow us to do this?" He asked me. I wanted to say shit yeah. If I'd had any idea of the possibility I would have asked for them like that in the first place. I could see that I still had as much or more to learn about manipulating my arrangement with Argent as I did about the customs of the people I was living with. "That will be acceptable and you can tell Argent that I thank him for considering the possible cultural impact on my people." "I will be sure to tell him. He also asked me to check with you about a lower garment to go with the T-shirts. As you specified them they will be very short and may cause unintended exposure of the women's genitalia at some times. Since they will not count against your weight perhaps we could send some type of undergarment." Exposing their genitalia was what I'd had in mind in the first place. Thinking about it now though I saw that even though they probably wouldn't be embarrassed by the exposure, they might be more inclined to wear the new outfits and might even wear them outside the cave with a little bush cover. It couldn't hurt anything and if I didn't like seeing them with the drawers on I could just ask them not to wear the bottoms when I was around. That would be a treat actually, seeing all of them drop their drawers every time I came in. "Do you have any idea what "Hot Pants" are. They are a type of shorts that women of my time sometimes wore. If you can figure out how to make Tiger Skin hot pants I will give them a trial." "I'm sure that we can manufacture them. I will tell you that Argent was thinking of something he called a thong and that we already have them ready in case they would be acceptable. Could we send them until we can get the Hot Pants ready?" He wanted to know. "If you already have them ready you may send them for a trial. Will they be washable in our machines? I don't want the women to have to spend half the day washing or cleaning these things by hand." "We have made sure that the garments will be as easy to maintain as the cotton would have been and we have also prepared multiple sets for each woman. I think that there are twelve for each of them. We have even made sure that the pattern of stripes is unique for every set." "That is excellent news. Send them then and send the Hot Pants when they are ready. There is something else that I need also. It has slipped my mind several times. We do not have any type of furniture for sitting while we eat and I would like some chairs to use at the tables you sent with the beer. Can you fashion something that at least looks like it could have been made in this time?" "I'm sure that we can make some arrangements for something that you will find acceptable. We can probably have it in place by the time you are finished sleeping. If you do not approve of it we can take it away and try again." "Very well. That is all that I can think of now." I switched off the computer and could barely keep from grinning like a fool. I had asked for.22 rifles and had ended up with a custom cartridge that would never have been manufactured in my old world. It would easily be three or four times as useful as what I'd asked for. The tiger skin T-shirts were a stroke of genius by someone and the thongs were probably going to look even sexier on my little harem than their naked asses would. I had always had a slight fetish for the tiny strip of a thong that ran up and fit in the crack between a sweet set of cheeks. I went over to eat then and got more coffee and a big plate of bear meat and unrecognizable, to me, vegetables. It was delicious but it reminded me immediately of something else I wanted, a bread machine. They were common in the USA and I was sure that it would take nearly no time to teach my babies how to work one. I hadn't had any bread in ages and I imagined how good home made whole wheat bread would taste with bear meat; better yet toasted with my bacon and eggs in the morning. We had quite a crowd for supper and I was mad at myself for not thinking of the chairs yesterday morning so that we could have them now. I noticed when our new things came; they just appeared in the far end of the cave. Strangely I didn't see any of the new firearms, bows or arrows though. It appeared that they had only sent the girls new clothes. When I'd finished eating and got up off the mini boulder I'd been sitting on I felt a strange weight and bulge in my pocket. When I patted it I realized that the rings were in it. I reached down to get one and when I pulled it out I could tell that it was mine. I put it on and it fit perfectly, too perfectly to have gone over my knuckle with so little force. I pulled it off and watched closely as I did. It expanded to let me remove it and when it was over the knuckle it went back to its correct size. I examined it closely but couldn't discover any mechanism that would allow for this behavior. When I put it back on the same thing happened. Fuck it. It worked and I decided not to worry. I did know that they had broken their own rule though. There was no way in hell that there had been any technology on the earth I'd come from to perform that little trick. Some of the girls and their guest were still eating and the rest were gossiping about the other camp and the trip. I noticed that my dealings with Sahto and Talvo were getting a lot of discussion. I went back to the computer and messaged the Aliens again. They responded at once so I asked them for the bread machine and requested plenty of instructions on gathering the wheat, thrashing it, grinding it and then making bread. I also asked for anything else that I might need, that I didn't know about, to make sure that we could make bread tomorrow if possible. He replied that he would do his best to take care of it. I asked him then where all the bows, arrows, rifles and ammunition were. "Argent will be contacting you tonight about them if it is acceptable. They are ready and it has nothing to do with the weight or the transfer. Do you realize how much space these things will occupy? We estimate that they will fill nearly a quarter of the space in your cave if we send them all at once. The arrows need a considerable amount of space when stored to make sure that the feathers are not damaged." He said. "I hadn't even considered that. Maybe Argent will have some ideas for me." "I think that is one of the things he wants to contact you about." I signed off then wondering what kind of mischief Argent had up his sleeve. I figured it could only be better for me if it was anything like what he had been doing. What the hell, it was time for the fashion show to begin. The hen party had broken up and only my mates were with me now. I had already decided to ask Kateata to be one of my mates and it would have been nice if she had stayed but this was probably better. I didn't want to have our mating ceremony until after I'd taken care of my duties with Daleana, Suleita and Britta anyway. "Come my darlings I have some things for all of you." I told them as I went to sit on the edge of the bed. They gathered around me and I put my hand in my pocket to fish out a ring. I was wondering how in the hell I was going to tell which one belonged to which mate. I looked inside the one I had pulled out and was floored. It had Gema engraved inside it in the script that the computer's attendant must have been talking about. It also had her face engraved on the inside and it was nearly as perfect as a black and white photograph. It looked exactly like her. I called Gema to me and took her left hand, slipping the ring on her finger. "What is this John?" She asked, holding her hand up to examine it. "It is a mating ring. I have one like it." I told her, showing her my ring. "What is a mating ring?" She wanted to know. "It tells the world that you are mated to me and that I love you." This bought me some misty eyes after a few seconds. She threw her arms around my neck then and gave me a resounding kiss. "It is beautiful, it is so shiny and perfect. I have never seen anything like it. You are so wonderful to us John." She said. "Take it back off and look inside it." She did and nearly fainted when she saw her image. All the others were around her wanting a look by then. "You do not all need to look at Gema's ring right now. I have one for all of you. You can each get yours and then you can compare them if you like." They were quiet then; all stood patiently as I drew the rings out of my pocket one at a time, called them to me, and put their ring on their finger. I got big kisses from each of them as they got the rings but after Roweea got the last one I was neglected again as they pulled them off, put them back on, pulled them off and compared them with all the others. Finally Maia asked me the question I had been waiting for. "What are these little lines near our faces John? They are all different in each ring." "Those are your names written." "What is written?" Geera asked. "Every word that we speak has symbols that can be used to write it. After it is written it can be read later. If someone who knows the symbols writes a message, anyone else that knows the symbols can read it. I will teach you all how to write the symbols and how to read them. After you have learned the symbols I would be able to write a message, leave it where you could find it and later when you did find it you would know what I wanted to tell you without seeing me to hear it." I think that they got the general idea but I knew they couldn't begin to understand the full impact. I steered the conversation away from reading and writing as soon as I could and moved to the spot where their new outfits were. I expected things to get much more entertaining for me then. Did they ever? The first of the new garments I came to were for Delia. I called her to me and handed her what I had intended to be a T-shirt. I noticed that its neck was nothing like a T-shirt's would have been unless you could somehow stretch the description of this one as super crewneck. I withheld judgment until she had it on though. I even turned my back while she was changing. "Why are you turning away from me John?" Delia asked. "I want to see how it looks on you after you have it on, not as it is going on." I said. "Well I have put it on so you can turn back to me and look at it." She said. When I turned around and saw it I could have kissed the Alien that designed it. It was so sexy. It looked nothing like a T-shirt. It looked like a mini-dress to me. Looking more closely I saw that it didn't have a hint of a hem anywhere. In fact there was no sign of any sewing. It appeared to be one piece. The tiger stripes were beautiful and feeling of the material revealed that it was like the bed's coverlet. It did have what appeared to be tiger's fur. It was softer than any fur I'd ever felt though. The only straight cuts to the material were for the neckline and around the top of the back. The neckline was low and showed Delia's cleavage and in fact the tops of her breast nearly to her areolae. The underside fit her firm breast closely and seemed almost to be functioning as a bra. Her titties wiggled and jiggled in it though and looked perfectly delightful. The short sleeves and the short hemline that didn't really have a hem ended in a jagged look, almost as if it had been torn instead of cut. More than anything the skintight super short and super revealing little outfit resembled a Victoria's Secret version of Wilma Flintstone's attire. I couldn't believe the perfect job that some Alien designer had done or how sexy it looked on Delia. Including the jagged effect around the bottom of the skirt portion it probably reached a maximum of three inches below the bottom curve of her buttocks. I moved right up to her and felt the material and then her body through it. It was nearly as if she were naked. I put my hand under the skirt's hem to feel her beautiful ass and as I raised it the material stretched almost effortlessly to allow me room to explore. When my hand rose higher the hem followed it with no drag against her skin and I easily reached a titty and gave it a little squeeze, moving on I gave her nipple a small tweak. Delia even blushed a little. I did notice on my way up that she hadn't bothered with the thong yet and then I realized that she had no conception of underwear. "How do you like it Delia?" "It feels very good to wear and it is very light. Why do I need it though? It will not be very warm in the winter and it is so short." Delia said. "I will have to confess that they are mostly for my benefit. I got them because I wanted all my mates to have something to put on when they first got up that would still let me see their beautiful legs and some other parts. It also makes it easier for me to reach in to get a feel of your beautiful body." "Oh! I had never thought of that. Well then if it is for you, do you like it?" Delia asked as her face brightened. I took one of her hands and put it on the now throbbing dicky. When I did she gripped him at once to give him a little squeeze. "What do you think? Do I like it?" "I think that you must, but what is this little strip for?" She asked, releasing dicky and holding up the thong. I showed her how to put it on. It was a tiny one. It came up narrow and not very far in the front and the strings, especially the one between her cheeks, was tiny. "What do I need this for?" She asked. "In case you are wearing your dress and someone else comes into the cave, or incase you go outside the cave in only your dress. It will keep all the other men from seeing your pussy." She giggled when I said it. "Then I suppose that you don't want the other men seeing my pussy?" She asked still giggling. "No, I don't. Your pussy is for me only." I told her and reached to give it a little feel. "Now girls, I want you all to try on your new morning dresses. You can see that they make me excited and I want to see how excited all of you can make me in them. Try the panties too." They all gathered round me and started looking at the clothes. The dresses all had their names and pictures inside where a tag would have normally been on a T-shirt. There was no tag though. The material was just off white in one little rectangular spot so that the writing and the pictures would show up. The outfits for Kateata and Failiela were also here and they stored them away for later. When they were all dressed in their new getups I gave each a thorough kissing and fondling to make sure I liked the fit. I did and in only a few minutes all the outfits were off again and I was in bed with them hiding dicky as fast as I could. I was fucked out in about two hours; having made sure that all my sweethearts got a good dose of dick. They maneuvered me to the middle of the bed and several of them kissed and fondled me until I drifted off. Argent took pity on me too since I was sure that when my dream started I had been given at least a couple of hours to sleep first. "Were the T-shirts acceptable John?" He asked me. "They were more than acceptable. You have outdone yourself this time." "I am glad you liked them. The Hot Pants are ready now too and will be with the other garments in the morning. I was also wondering if we shouldn't prepare some type of footwear for them. We can make some moccasins of the same material for the uppers and attach them to a very soft but durable sole. They would be easy to put on and would look much better with the T-shirts than their current items that must be laced so high with the leather thongs." He said. "Knock yourself out." "I'm sorry I don't understand that." Argent said. "It is a slang expression from my former life. It means go ahead, or feel free to do it. In fact, now that I think about it you might just as well make them some full trousers to go with the tops." "I see. Yes trousers would be a good addition. They would be able to wear the T-shirts more of the time if they had trousers to go with them. "We are glad that you intend to teach them to write and read and if you would like we will prepare some software that will make it easier. They would be able to sit at the computer and it would speak to them guiding them through the lessons." He told me. "That sounds excellent. Go ahead with that also if you like." I got the feeling that he was leading up to something but hitting me with small things first, trying to gauge my reaction. I decided to wait him out. "We need to discuss the archery equipment and the firearms and ammunition storage. We think that we should make an extension to your cave, not really an extension but actually another chamber further in with an entrance similar to those that we put in for the bathing facility and to Danlo's and Georgo's caves. We thought that while we were at it we would make it large enough to be used for practicing with the new weapons." He said, and it seemed like he was almost trying to downplay it. "It seems like a good idea to me, and since it will be mostly my mates and I that use it at first I don't see any harm. Will you have to make another earthquake to do it?" "Not unless you think we should to help explain it." He said. "I don't think it will be needed. My mates won't be overly upset by it; they are already accustomed to magic things happening around me and have decided that they have all been good magic so far. I doubt that they will question it at all." "That is good, we will just do it and there will be a new passage near the back of your cave in the morning. There is something else that we neglected before though. The planning for the bread making brought it to our attention. Your mates have been required to take the cooking and eating things into the bathing facility to clean them. When we put the bread equipment in we would like to install what I think you would call the kitchen sink and a few cabinets for storage. We will also put some chairs there for you when we do it. We will make sure that no one except your mates notice it unless it is specifically pointed out to them." Argent told me. "If it helps me get some bread I'm for it. Do as you think best." "Good. It will be ready in the morning." He said. I was back in dreamless sleep in a flash. Someone was shaking my shoulder and it woke me. "John, there are new things here again, a lot of new thing. We don't know what any of them are. Can you come and tell us?" Dalia asked. I opened my eyes and had to smile widely. She was in her new Wilma dress and she looked delicious. Jesus her big titties seemed like they were about to pop right out of it. I wished I could be in two places at once so I could get a look at her ass as she bent over the bed like that. "When a beautiful woman like you asks me to do something how can I refuse?" She smiled and stood back up then as I worked my way to the edge of the big bed and got out. Geera and Dieta were by her and they all helped me get dressed. "Why didn't you get some proper clothes when you got us these new ones? You are the best hunter of all and you don't have a single skin to wear." Dieta said. "I never even thought about it. I will see what I can do along those lines." I could tell what had all their new thongs in a wad as soon as I looked over to where our cooking fire had been. Kitchen sink and a few cabinets my ass, there was a fifty foot counter top, at least, with drawers and cabinet lowers in the bottom section and full cabinet uppers across the whole top. There were six ovens and three cook tops, two double sinks and one full size single sink. There were also three dishwashers. I went over to open one of the doors of the upper cabinets and found it full of the Alien designed cans of preserved foods of all kinds. The drawers were full of silverware and dishes. I looked at the sinks and there was obviously a disposal for every drain. There was a bread machine all right. There were four of them, including a couple of grain grinders and dough kneaders and other shit that I thought must be for the bread making but really didn't recognize. The cabinet unit was eight feet tall, a foot taller than it would have been in a normal house. I walked around behind it and saw that the entire back side consisted of pantry type cabinets with full-length doors from bottom to top. Opening a few I found them full of all manner of food. It was Jake with me if Argent wanted to do it. I went back around to the front side and began explaining things to them, starting with the sink and the running water out here. Then I noticed the chairs and the new dining table. There were thirty solid wooden chairs that would have looked fine in any elegant dining room and a solid wooden table that had more than enough room for all the chairs and occupants for each of them. I was marveling at it all until Gema spoke up. "John, that thing you sit at sometimes is flashing again. It seems angry." Gema told me. I turned around and sure enough the computer's flat panel was giving it hell. I went to it and sat down. I got a message from Argent telling me that they had an audio/visual presentation for my mates that would explain all about the new kitchen and how to use it. He said it also had complete instructions on making bread, starting with grinding the six hundred pounds of wheat he had sent. He said that he thought that I might be too busy for much instruction for them this morning. I could have kissed him for that. I called my girls over and had one sit at the computer and explained that it would be showing and telling them how to use the new things after they had fixed my breakfast. "But how will we cook it. Our fire circle is gone and the new things are there now." Dalia asked, obviously confused. "Come with me my sweet ones. I'll show you enough for breakfast work." They all followed as I dug out a skillet and put it on the cook top. I turned on the burner and was glad that Argent had made sure that it was a gas model. I didn't know where the gas was coming from but it couldn't have been any more trouble than a fuel cell big enough to run an all-electric commercial kitchen, which this new one amounted to. I was sure that my mates would be more inclined to trust fire for cooking, even if they didn't understand how it could be there. They were amazed when the fire from the burner just jumped up as I turned the knob. I taught them to turn it on and then off and to adjust it for more or less heat and then let them loose on it. They were quick studies and I had bacon and eggs in about ten minutes. I also had to show them how to use the new coffee maker. It was a commercial model like you would find in any convenience store. All you had to do was put a bag of coffee into the hamper, flick a button and make sure there was a pot under the drip hole, nothing to it. I was chowing down on my breakfast when Georgo and Ladeliea came in. After I made a point to show them the new kitchen their mouths were gaping. I gave another little kitchen introduction but I kept it short. I told Ladeliea that she was welcome to watch the instructions with the others but that we should concentrate on eating now. I drank coffee while Georgo ate and then he and I went outside to get things moving. When we got outside I saw that we probably weren't even needed. Bigglieo had everyone stepping and fetching. Both wagons were already hitched and most of the men were gathered around waiting to go already. I went to talk to Bigglieo and told him my plans to take all the best materials from the huts that he had room to carry. He agreed that it was a good idea. "Did you see what I have started for the horses?" Bigglieo asked. I hadn't even looked at the canyon fence yesterday when we came back so I did now. I was surprised. Bigglieo and the others had nearly finished a cross fence about two hundred yards back into the canyon. The canyon was much wider at that distance since both walls went back at an angle away from each other. The fence that they had started must have been at least three hundred yards long. It would give us a large capture pen between it and the original fence. "How did you know we would need it Bigglieo?" "There was not much to do while you were gone and so I asked your mates if they knew of anything we might work on. Delia and Merita both said that they knew you would need another fence to catch the new horses with and a pen to train them in. We are nearly finished with the fence and Galto is going to stay this time. He will help the other men finish the back fence and then they will make the pen. It is good that you will be here to show them how large to make the small training pen." Bigglieo told me, and I could tell he was proud that he had surprised me. "Bigglieo you have done well. I am glad to have a man like you to help me with this growing camp. You know that I have another camp that I wish to invite to join us don't you." "Yes. It is not as big as this camp was but it is farther away and though they are a smaller group they have many good hunters. They will have many things to carry." He said. "Maybe I can think of something else to help us carry things. I think that you will be able to bring back everything from this camp with this trip though." "If we can't we will remember the way." He said and laughed. They loaded up and left then. I noticed that Barago was going with them and most of the men from that camp were going on this return trip. Sahto and Talvo were in the wagon and Jonoco, Danlo and Nadlo were in the buckboard with others. It would seem deserted around here until they were back. I thought that I might be able to occupy myself with Daleana, Suleita, and Britta while they were gone. Georgo came back out of his cave then and yelled to Jonoco, who was driving his buckboard, telling him to stop. Georgo had a skin bag, which probably held food, and some sleeping furs in his hands. "Wait Jonoco, I am going too." Georgo yelled. "Why are you going Georgo? I asked him. "There are some things that we left that I need to get." Georgo said. "But surely you can tell them and they can bring them for you." "Maybe, but it will be better if I go. Besides John, even a shaman needs to know that the leader approves of his presence." Georgo told me. I knew better than to say what was on my mind then. "Very well Georgo. May you have a good journey. I will see you when you get back." He walked to his buckboard then and put his things into the back before climbing to the seat and then taking the reins from Jonoco. He flicked them once and Sally and Jane trotted off. I hadn't really expected this development. I wasn't going to bitch about getting a shot of Ladeliea's pussy though. It was obvious to me that Georgo was going on the trip only to give me a clear signal that he expected it. I'll admit that it put a smile on my face. I also knew that it would put the others down a notch. Bigglieo was my main man in the camp but Georgo was in a different class altogether. I decided that I might as well give Ladeliea a daytime fucking to properly convey my respect for Georgo. I headed for the cave. When I entered all the women were gathered around the computer and I could hear it explaining something to them. They heard me come in and the lesson paused. "John look. Some moccasins came for us all while you were outside and all the clothes came for Ladeliea too. See if they look and feel right on her. They look very good to us. They are from the leopard's fur though instead of tiger's." Dieta said, and I could tell by her tone that she was already dripping at the thought of me checking out the look and feel of Ladeliea's new clothes. Ladeliea wasn't shy about it either. She came up to me with her titties bulging in her top and the tiny skirt bottom flashing me a view of her thong. As she continued right up to me I opened my arms and took her into them. I put my lips to hers and as we kissed her tongue slithered into my mouth as she hugged me to her. I let my hands drop to get a feel for the situation on and around her ass. It felt great and as I kneaded the cheeks she pressed herself up against dicky and wiggled a little. I sent a finger down between her legs from behind to find the beginning of the thong's center string right at the back of her pussy. I traced the string up between her buns to where it joined the string around her waist. She was sucking hard on my tongue by now; I took hold of her ass cheeks again and lifted her by them. She wrapped her legs around my waist and I walked to the bed with her. My mates were completely silent but I'll bet they were all watching the action. When I set Ladeliea down by the bed she began scrambling to get my clothes off me. While I was kicking out of my boots and working with my snap and zipper she shucked my shirt off and was then stymied by the chain mail. I reached behind me and unzipped it; she pulled it loose and off as I was finally able to get out of my pants and boxers. It was only an easy tug upwards to dislodge the dress from her lovely form and it only seemed to take a flick of the wrist to make the thong fall down her legs and off. I was on the bed and pulling her after me then. I put a lip lock on her near nipple and fumbled a hand into her bush to check her oil. She was wet already and got wetter as I slipped a finger all the way up her and started frigging. The rapid progress had me hot, when I moved between her legs she spread them wide and her hand was putting me in place as I settled down, kissing her hotly again as I pushed my dick up her. "Yes, oh yes John. Yes. It is so big and feels so good. Georgo told me it must be since he often heard your mates screaming at night. Oh make me scream John, make me scream." Ladeliea whined. God almighty that kind of talk was burning me up, and as I pumped harder and faster into her tasty little piece of pussy she put her legs around me and started kicking against my ass with her heels. I let all my weight onto her and used my hands on her titties. I squeezed their full roundness and then pinched and twisted on her nipples while I pushed my tongue and my dick deeper into her. I felt her short nails clawing at my back and that alone was about to set me off. She started to orgasm then and her pussy gripped me hard and tight. It was the last straw and my pumping started producing something to pump as I filled her with cum. I didn't slow down for a few minutes though and she went off again just before I gave out and sagged. Ladeliea didn't scream but I don't think that I'd let her down. I think she was just too winded at the end to scream. Her arms were still around me but she didn't have the strength to hold me tight. I put some of my weight on my elbows to take it off her and she smiled at me as I started nibbling and kissing around her mouth and then off toward the hollow of her throat. My mates were soon able to shake themselves out of their daze and they descended on us. Each of them tried to get a hand or tongue in somewhere. I was rolled off Ladeliea to my back and Dalia and Shelalliea began giving my genitals a thorough tongue bath. The always-game Dieta had her head between Ladeliea's legs and was slurping away at the pussy I had just vacated after filling it. We spent about twenty minutes kissing, sucking and fondling. Ladeliea got her wind back before my mates were through cleaning us up. "I have never done it in the daylight before. It was very exciting." Ladeliea admitted. "I think that John likes to fuck during the day." Geera told her. "What is fuck?" Ladeliea asked. "That is what John just did to you. He says it is called fucking where he came from. It seems like a good word for it and I know that John is really good at fucking." Maia told her. "You are right about that. He is so big too! It felt good in me." Ladeliea told them. "That was his dick, as he calls it. He put his dick in your pussy and fucked you." Winna finished the explanations. "Well he is welcome to put his dick in my pussy and fuck me with it anytime he wants to." Ladeliea said, showing that she was a quick study with languages. All my mates laughed at that and seeing that the action was over for a while they drifted back toward the computer and their lessons on bread making. Ladeliea was about to get up too but I pulled her back to me and kissed her again. "There is no need to rush off, stay in bed with me a little longer. I think I would like to fuck you again in a few minutes." "I won't go anywhere then. When you fuck me this next time I will know what to call it." She said and she took hold of dicky to give him a few strokes as I began sucking at her nipples again. I fucked Ladeliea twice more that morning and managed to get her screaming each time. Both times, after we had cum, my mates came over to lick and caress us and then left when they'd decided we were all cleaned up. It seemed that they felt it was Ladeliea's time to get all my attention but that it was their duty to make sure we were tidy and ready for the next round. It was a little strange but I could deal with it. It helped get my dick back in shape faster. Ladeliea was a very nice fuck and I knew already that I was going to enjoy Georgo's shamanizing trips even though I would miss his advice while he was making his circuit. My mates fixed us some lunch just after noon so Ladeliea and I got out of bed. Shaala, Shallea, Melieta and Jaiya had come in not long after Ladeliea and I had our last cum. They had all eyed me sucking on her titties and playing in her bush as we relaxed after our cleanup. They had a million questions about the new kitchen, dining table and chairs. After Ladeliea and I dressed we all went over and had our first meal at the new dining table. It was a big hit with everyone, especially me. I hadn't realized what a pain in the ass it had been sitting on a fucking rock to try and eat while balancing my plate on my knee. Plates were another thing, we had a full set of titanium dishes now including everything you would find in your normal thirty setting collection. We even had several gravy boats for fuck sake. After we'd all eaten I showed them how to operate the dishwashers. I found the soap for them under one of the sinks and made sure to tell them not to put in too much. After we rinsed the dishes off and put them in the washer I closed the door and turned it on. They all gave a little start when the machine began its humming. "Is the dish washer angry John?" Roweea asked. "No it is humming with pleasure that we are feeding it." "We must be careful to alternate among them for washing then, so none of them go hungry." Jaada said with perfect logic considering the facts she had. "That will probably be a good idea." I said and managed to keep a straight face. All the women wanted to go right back to the computer lessons after that and when they did I saw that with them all crowded around the flat panel most of them were having to crane their necks to see. I sat back down at the table and took out my Palm. I got a response right away and asked the operator how soon they could send me a sixty-inch plasma displays for the computer, explaining why I wanted it. He told me that he could have it ready within half an hour and that it would only take about a minute to replace the display I had with the new one. I asked him to put it on in addition to the one I had so the system would still be comfortable for one to use at a time. He agreed and said he would just install the large display higher than the small one so it would be easier to see from farther away. I asked him to send about thirty stackable chairs for them to sit in for studying while he was at it. After asking him to tingle me when he was ready to install it so I could get the girls outside for a while I signed off. I noticed the new passage at the back of the cave when I got up again and headed for it. It was surprising since it was nearly a hundred feet in length and it made three right-angle turns on itself as I went down it. Once I was in the new area I knew what all that was for. It was to hide the light from the chamber and no doubt would help muffle the sound. I was stunned at the size of the new chamber. I had thought it was going to be a small area mostly for storage. It wasn't. It was probably two hundred yards wide and four hundred yards deep. There was a large storage area against the back wall and all of our new weapons and ammunition were stored there. It looked like an afterthought compared to the rest of the place. The new chamber was a fully equipped indoor shooting and archery range. There were forty stations for firearms and forty for archery. They were all fully equipped. Each firearm station had a mat for prone, kneeling and sitting positions and a clear place for standing. There were sandbags for use in prone shooting and adjustable rest for all the others. There was a shooting bench behind each station complete with sandbags, machine rest and spotting scope. Each station had an electric target trolley that could run the targets out for three hundred yard practice. The archery stations weren't quite as complex but there was nothing else I could think of that would have been useful for them. They all had trolleys too and I saw that there were arrow saving backstops on each target frame. There was a nice big table beside each station to hold any accessories that might be needed. There were also several rows of movie theater type seating behind the firing line, as if Argent expected me to have a cheering crowd to watch the practice. I went over to sit in one of these seats and was just thinking how comfortable they were when I suddenly drifted off to sleep and was then dreaming of a space ship. "What do you think of it John?" Argent asked me. "I think that it is the most well equipped indoor shooting facility that I have ever seen, or heard of." "We did try to do a thorough job. We couldn't help overhearing your conversation with the shaman about keeping everyone busy this winter and while we were at it we decided to make this facility big enough for everyone to use during the cold months. You haven't seen it yet but we have quietly opened an entrance tunnel from the canyon so that you will not have to get all the additional traffic through your home. It is not open to the canyon yet but it can be opened at any time." He told me proudly. "You have done a wonderful job Argent and I also need to thank you for providing new clothes for Ladeliea. It was a stroke of genius on your part to give her clothes that appeared to be from the skin of a different animal." "We felt that it would not be right for her to have clothes that looked exactly like those of your mates. If you do find it necessary to kill the shaman and take her as a mate we will change them of course." He told me. "I don't think it will come to that. Remember he will be traveling and away at night many times." "Yes, we had not considered that. We are also considering clothes for Danlo's mates. Will that be acceptable?" He asked. "They have a fairly rigid pecking order and I'm afraid that would be premature. You may have to furnish clothes for many of the others before you get down to Danlo's mates. In fact they aren't even mated yet." "Maybe we should wait until the trousers have been worn by your mates for awhile. That would give us a better idea of how they were received." He speculated. "I think that you are getting the idea now. I would like to complement your designer on the work he has done so far." "He is so excited about all this. It is really his particular forte. He will be stamping his feet over the delay for outfitting the other women though." I nearly laughed out loud at that, even though I was dreaming. Argent's comment hadn't carried the least connotation of disapproval but it did go right to the heart of things. I guess that sexual orientations carried some stereotypes that were founded in fact and actually universal. It did make me wonder how a person that probably wasn't even interested in the females of his own race or species could do such a wonderful job of designing sexy clothing for females of a completely different one. "John we never listen to your thoughts even though it is possible for us, but since the recent unpleasantness we have paid very careful attention to any sign we might get from observing you. When you were at the other camp and talking with the shaman about the devil and things you would have your people doing during the winter we noticed that you seemed to be lost in a thought of your own for a moment and then you seemed to let it drift away. Do you remember what it was?" He asked. "In fact I do and I have not given up on it yet. I was trying to decide if I could fit a sawmill and associated equipment into my freight." "That is tremendous! Do you know how to operate a sawmill and how to harvest the correct trees for lumber?" Argent asked and his voice was dripping excitement. "Hell Argent, I thought you checked me out before you gave me this job. My daddy worked in and around sawmills all his life. I was born in a shotgun house at a sawmill and until I was ten I didn't know that there was anyplace to shop besides the commissary; the company store. I worked at that same sawmill myself after I was old enough and I've been paid in brozine more times than I care to remember." "I have never heard of brozine John, what is it?" Argent asked. "Company money. Sawmills routinely paid with brozine and it was only accepted for payment at the company's commissary. They paid their workers with brozine since cash was hard to come by many times. Haven't you ever heard the line from that song? Owed my soul to the company store. No matter what you owed the company store you paid it in brozine." "A very interesting detail John but how does that translate to your knowledge of sawmills?" He asked. "Because I learned that interesting detail while living at a sawmill and working at one. We were discussing whether I knew how to operate one." "Yes and it will be wonderful if you can build one but aren't they tremendously large?" He wanted to know. "They can be or they can be very small. That is what I was considering. If I can get it straight in my mind and with your ability to provide light weight machinery I might be able to put up a little sawmill in one of the large caves that we aren't really using. The trouble is that it will also take other equipment for harvesting and hauling the saw logs. The timber can't be had in a lightweight model." "I see the problem there. Can it even be harvested with only livestock power?" Argent asked. "It was for centuries before the steam engine was invented. I will have to think about it some more." "Please do John. I think that a sawmill would be a very interesting development. I will lobby for a special dispensation for the sawmill's equipment. I am not promising anything but I will see what can be done. "By the way, your new display can be installed whenever you are ready." He said. "I will take the girls for a stroll down the canyon and you can tingle me when it is done." "Excellent." He said and I was waking up from my nap. I went back into my living area and the girls were still at it. I would have to break them up. Luckily they all seemed to be there, even Ladeliea and the four soon to be mated temptresses. "Time for a break my sweethearts. Let's take a walk outside." "But we are nearly through learning about bread. This flashing thing is wonderful even though it speaks with a funny tone. It is very patient when we ask it questions." Winna told me. "It will be patient while we take a walk and I will wait patiently for my bread. You will get a big surprise if you all come with me now and take a walk. I feel sure that you will be very happy about it when you come back." "Very well. Please stop flashing thing. We must leave for a while." Jaada told the flat panel. "That's right my sweethearts. Come visit with me for a while and if you do I will tell you its real name." "You mean flashing thing is not its name. I called it that once when I wanted to ask it something and it stopped talking and answered my question." Merita said. "I'm sure that it knew you were addressing it and didn't want to cause any embarrassment by correcting you." "I wouldn't have been embarrassed." She said. "I know but it probably wanted to make sure. Its correct name is Frank." I told them making it up as I went along. They all turned to Frank and told him goodbye and that they were going for a walk with me and would be back soon. I had to keep myself from laughing but it was hard to. 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